My Parents had not been out together in quite some
time.

One Saturday, as Mom was finishing the dinner
dishes, my father stepped up behind her. "Would
you like to go out, girl?" he asked.

Not even turning around, my mother quickly replied,
"Oh, yes, I'd love to!"

They had a wonderful evening, and it wasn't until the
end of the evening that Dad finally confessed that
his question had actually been directed to the family
dog, laying near Mom's feet on the kitchen floor.